Sacrifice Me, Season two by Sarra Cannon

Sacrifice Me, Season two by Sarra Cannon

Author:Sarra Cannon
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781624210556
Publisher: Dead River Books


Where You Belong

Franki

It took nearly fifteen minutes to get to the apartment, even though I was driving as fast as humanly possible.

I knew something was wrong the minute I stepped into the hallway and started walking toward the apartment.

The energy felt off. Dark.

Something terrible had happened here, and it turned my stomach thinking about it.

I threw open the door of the apartment and nearly collapsed onto the floor.

The place was trashed. The furniture had been overturned, and scratches lined the walls. But it was the blood that terrified me.

Beside me, Connery cursed.

“Katy,” I screamed.

I ran through the apartment, shouting her name. I was terrified they had taken her, but when I ran into Katy’s bedroom, the sight of her slammed into me like a bus.

Her body was pale and lifeless. Her eyes were closed, and her hands were crossed over her chest as if she were dead. There were scratches all along her arms and legs, and a single, long scratch ran down her left cheek.

“In here,” I shouted as I ran toward her.

I placed my hand on her neck, searching for a heartbeat. When I found it, her pulse was weak and slow, but it was still there.

I grabbed her hand and collapsed onto the bed next to her.

“She’s alive,” I said when Connery and Marco ran into the room. “But she’s in some kind of coma. I can’t wake her up.”

I checked her forehead, trying to see if she had a fever, but her skin was ice cold.

“Wake up,” I said, shaking her slightly. “Katy, it’s Franki. I need you to wake up.”

Connery shook his head and picked a piece of paper up off the side table. “I don’t think she’s going to wake up that easily,” he said.

“What is it?” I asked, my entire body shaking now.

I should have protected her, somehow. Maybe I should have cut her out of my life after that whole thing went down with the Devil. This world was too dangerous for someone like her. She had no way to protect herself against witches, vampires, and other magical creatures.

What, exactly, had they done to her?

Connery passed the note to me. A streak of bright red blood ran along the side of it.

“What does it say?” Marco asked.

I took the note in my hand, blinking as I tried to read.

The writing on the thick, textured paper was elaborate and beautiful.



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